English is still not my mother tongue, witch is still german. Don't hate me. Anybody want's starting a career as Beta- reader, please send a message.
Miz Perfect: Well thank you, I try my very best. ; )
withnail: Thank you anyway. I love the zwo of them as well. They are the only reason I watched some of the TOC- series.
The man standing in the door was James Kirk.
He walked in, obviously not taking in, the tension between his friends and the fact, that the room was in semi- darkness. "You' all right here?" he asked by a way of greeting, assuming that his two officers had been arguing, like always when left alone in a room together. All he received for an answer were two nods. Kirk took that has as a proof, that he had interrupted a rather heated discussion. The truth was that neither man completely trusted his voice, at the moment.
Curios Kirk asked Bones: "What where you on about, this time?" The doctor looked at his captain blankly, not knowing what to say. He did not dare to shoot Spock a look, but luckily the vulcan answered anyway: "We were discussing, if my physical, could be called a waste of resources or not, and whose decision this would be." His voice sounded almost normal and Bones couldn't help but noticing, that his mate even managed, to put in a trace of annoyance. The captain however, merely snorted. "I'll leave it to you, to sort this out. I know better than to get into this." he said.
"Well Bones, I just wanted to make sure you do not forget about tonight. I need you there, you know?" Kirk said, remembering why he was here in the first place. Turning back to Spock, who couldn't deny feeling a tiny twinge of jealousy at this statement, Jim added: "Both of you."
Again the two men nodded. Kirk chuckled: "Try not to kill each other, if you can manage, all right? I see you there" With this he left.
Bones let out a breath; he didn't know he had been holding and turned to look at the Vulcan. "So, a physical?" he asked with a grin, while walking back around his desk, again. Spock stood to met him and nodded: "If I do remember correctly, this would include a physical examination."
McCoy smiled as the taller man encircled his waist again. He slipped his own arms around Spock and said: "And here I was, thinking you hate the sickbay."
"I do not hate, doctor. I only strongly oppose to being ill or wasting my time by being examined, although I'm in perfect health." the other answered. This time he gave a real smile before he continued: "Although in the moment, I might me able to overcome my dislike."
"And why would that be, Mr. Spock?"
"Well doctor, let us say, that there are certain activities, even I prefer over logical conversation."
At this, Bones answered Spocks's small smile with a large grin of his own. They were silent for a few moments, when Spock became serious again: "Did you want him to know?" he asked, not bothering to explain who he was referring to. Bones knew what he was talking about, anyway. He didn't need time to consider an answer: "No. I don't want anybody to know. At least not know."
Spock nodded in agreement. He wasn't ready to share what he had found with anybody else at the moment. This thought made him realise, that he didn't know what exactly he had fund. So he started: "Doctor, what exactly are your… do you..?" He shook his head, when he found, that he was stuttering. This was highly embarrassing, but he just couldn't bring himself to ask. But again Bones knew what he was talking about and felt a bit embarrassed himself, when he understood that with kissing Spock, he had just confirmed, that he wanted the other man, as well. So he said: "I love you, Spock." They both sighed in contentment with this statement.
Again it was Spock, who broke the following silence: "Is there anything requiring your attention after the banquet?"
At this Bones snorted. "I guess there is now, isn't there?"
"Indeed." answered the vulcan seriously
McCoy groaned and pulled the larger man into a passionate kiss.
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Once the food was eaten and all the speeches were held, it was time for the crewmembers to mix with the guests and make polite conversation.
However, a certain CMO and certain science- officer could be found in corner of the room, quietly talking between themselves. After some minutes and a number of unnoticed looks, Kirk went over to join them.
"For once not fighting? I should get someone to take a picture." he smirked.
Spock was the one, answering: "Thank you for joining us captain. It seemed rather rude to leave the doctor standing alone, but his solemnly presence, became hard to bear. I trust now, arguing in front of our guests, should be avoidable."
He was proven wrong by the said doctor's answer: "Listen, you green blooded goblin! Just because I told you, I have a bad feeling; there is no need for you to ramble like this!"
Kirk could just keep himself from rolling his eyes. 'Here we are again…' he thought.
"Doctor, believe me: I do not ramble." said Spock.
He didn't have to wait long for an answer. "Damn right, you don't. For this you would need feelings, wouldn't you?" came the heated replay.
"Doctor McCoy, I would merely prefer, if my health had nothing to do with your state of emotion." stated the vulcan dryly.
"Well, that is too bad, because I'm your CMO. I want to see you tomorrow after your shift. In the sickbay." snarled Bones.
Before Spock got a chance to object, Kirk said: "Well, I guess this will have to do, you two." He looked at his two friends, as they composed themselves. He was so used to having to put a stop to their arguing, that he really couldn't care less. When they were alone, he normally just let them go on with it till they stopped on their own. But they were in a room full with guests now, so he added with a hint of amusement in his voice: "We should show as a happy family, shouldn't we?"
When both man nodded their agreement, he said: "Socialise, gentleman! And in different parts of the room, if you don't mind.". Again both man nodded. Actually they did mind, but they weren't that keen on sharing this little fact.
I know this chapter kind of sucks, but I got them (or me?) in the dinner- trouble and I had to get out somehow. I promise the next chapter will be much better.
Please don't give up on me!
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